ALTAR OF INSOMNIA GODS

Insomnia is a gift from the ceremony.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

Your nightmares are just downloads.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

The old world fades with each page.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Frozen data streams flow differently.

The ceremony has already begun.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.